Bayes. No, egad, sir, but 'tis great.
K. Ush. Tho', brother, this grum stranger be a clown,
He'll leave us sure a little to gulp down.
Draw. Whoe'er to gulp one drop of this dare think,
I'll stare away his very power to drink,[44]
[The two Kings sneak off the stage with their attendants.
I drink, I huff, I strut, look big and stare;
And all this I can do because I dare.[45] [Exit.
Smith. I suppose, Mr. Bayes, this is the fierce hero you spoke of?
Bayes. Yes; but this is nothing. You shall see him in the last act win above a dozen battles, one after another, egad, as fast as they can possibly come upon the stage.